The Queen of Death Return
The Surprising Guest

"Your Majesty is very humble" said Erish.

It's laughable!

"Eheem .. cut the crap. Erish, I'll keep trusting you on trade,"

"But, what about the Trade Association, Your Majesty?"

"Don't think about it, just do what I tell you,"

"Good!"

"I'll go first,"

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I'm back in the capital. It felt more comfortable here when he saw those undead working.

"Nrouh ...."

Fatiguing. Now, how to massively produce Rune weapons, huh? If it relied on my storage, it wouldn't be enough. I need the help of someone who has a job class like Blacksmith or Runesmith. And it is definitely the Dwarves who have that job class.

Edd said the Dwarves hid themselves for no apparent reason. The weapons available today are only the production of ordinary spices. Very unfortunate.

"Hmmm ...."

What if we make a partnership with the Dwarves.

"No, no,"

Their current position is unknown. Wait, maybe Ray knows where the Dwarves are? Looks like I should ask him.

[Ray,]

[....]

[Ray,]

What's with this lizard?!

[RAYS!]

[Yahoo! Who's that?!]

Fucking lizard!

[Ray,]

[N-my-my?!]

[What are you doing?]

[M-sorry, my lady, I'm resting,]

[Huuh ... So, how's it going?]

[Right now, I've marked 10 locations, Nyonyaku,]

[Good work, Ray,]

[Thank you, Nyonyaku,]

[Ray, do you know the location of the Dwarf?]

[My title as a Wandering Dragon is not nonsense, Nyonyaku,]

Really annoying!

[They were on the northern border, the place was very cold,]

[That's great news, Ray, quickly mark the location, I want to go there,]

[Calm down, my lady, I've marked it. I'm thinking we can take advantage of the Dwarves, maybe you're interested in doing business with them,]

Well, he's been thinking about it, yeah.

[Send the locacin now,]

[Good!]

Dwarfs. I'm curious about the Dwarf's abilities in this world. While in the game, I really liked the skill of booking. I often give iron seeds to NPC Dwarves to make good weapons. Dwarf NPCs were more honest than the Players who often forged stats on weapons, and sold them at high prices, they were indeed bastards!

Huh uh?

I felt a stream of teleportation magic.

"Master." Daisy came to see me.

"What's up, Daisy?"

"I felt a holy aura heading here,"

Sacred aura?

I activated my detection skill.

Turns right. But, from the way they walked, it seemed like they were intruders. Daisy who is an Undead is very sensitive to holy power, without any skill Daisy can feel it.

"How, Daisy, should we welcome them?"

Daisy nodded her head.

All right, let's see what the Church Dogs are for.

We teleported right in front of them.

Those people are panicking.

"Stranquilize, you!" said a woman in the front row.

From his style, it seemed like he was the one leading them.

Daisy gave off her dark aura.

"Don't be afraid! Use your holy magic!" Those people are getting panicked.

Against him with holy defences, yes. Seems like it worked, Daisy only used a slight aura, anyway. If they use holy magic, it means Daisy's identity that an Undead is already known.

Daisy moved to their back row.

Daisy squeezes the head of one of them.

"Soul Infiltration." Daisy cast a spell.

"Gee!" Instantly the person's body dried up and blackened.

It was a level 11 magic that could turn a soul into Mana. I once received that magic attack against Daisy, the damage was quite large.

"What the fuck?!" "D-he's a monster!"

People are leaving their positions.

"Dark Prison." The black magic that formed a huge prison shut down their movements.

"Simmer down everyone!"

*swing

Someone pointed his sword at my neck from behind.

"Don't move!"

Hoh... am I being held hostage?

"What do you want?" ask Daisy.

"Include me, my name is Sylvia Reizt, a former Saintess of the Holy Church." The woman who looked like the leader of the entourage introduced herself.

An ex? Wait ... he said Saintess?!

"What makes a Saintess come here?" ask Daisy.

Huh uh?

"Protection?"

"Right, Your Majesty, our trust in the Holy Church is gone. It was all because the Archbishop had a plan that could endanger the survival in this world,"

"What do you mean?"

"He wants to return to being a race of Angels at the expense of half the world's population,"

Daisy seemed confused to hear it.

I forgot, Daisy doesn't really understand this world.

"Take off my Prime Minister" Daisy said.

*crk

This bastard is pushing me.

*crank!

I squeezed out the sword that was holding me to pieces.

"W-how can it be?" The man was surprised.

"Your Majesty the Queen, you can return to the Palace, I'll deal with this" I said.

"All right,"

The dark magic that locked us away slowly disappeared, and Daisy left.

"Can we speak in a comfortable place, Miss Sylvia? I'll drive you." I walked towards the group.

"All right,"

I activated large-scale teleportation magic and brought them to the Palace Hall.

"It-it ... Teleportation! And also, how can it take us all at once?!" say one of the church people.

"Who exactly are you?" ask Sylvia.

Sylvia speaking formally?

"I'm sorry, I haven't introduced myself .. My name is Alissa Hart, Prime Minister of the Maphas Witch Kingdom,"

"A-alissa Hart? The one who saved the Rexist Kingdom? It's an honor to meet you in person, Miss Hart,"

"Speak as usual, Miss Sylvia, I don't mind. Please sit down, the waiters will bring you a drink in a minute,"

Hearing the story, the Archbishop wanted to turn his race into Angels. What is his real purpose? If you think about it again, the Black Sect Leader had already turned into a Black Angel, it meant that the previous race he had was an Angel. So, an ordinary human can change his race to a higher level with great sacrifice, huh? Hmmm .. This is interesting.

A. The Forgotten Figure

I came here to seek refuge. Because the Church thinks of me as a traitor by targeting my head in return. If I had known earlier the Archbishop's plan, I might never have been a Saintess. I was wrong to choose to join the Holy Church. I should have joined the Black Sect from the beginning.

Maphas Witch Kingdom. Miss Hart and Queen Daisy easily defeated the Archbishop, even the blessing of the Goddess was unable to defeat Queen Daisy. It reminds me of "that".

And this person before me, he who defeated the Black Dragon alone. That is impossible for humans. Her aura was even more menacing, more so than Queen Daisy, who was she really?

*creek

The door opened, and a creature entered the room.

"I-it?!" "Miss Sylvia, shall we just cancel this?!" say one of my men.

"Shut up!"

That creature is a high level Undead, I can feel it.

"That's it, Sweet Slaughter, Miss," continued Miss Hart.

Huh uh?

Sweet Slaughter?! Calm ... The undead can destroy a small town with a single attack. Are they all creatures of the call of Queen Daisy?

A few servants followed the creature and placed drinks on this enormous table.

Those servants are human-like, but, I'm sure they're not human.

"Please drink it." Miss Hart took the drink.

Miss Hart and I used a small table that only fit two people, and the rest were on a big table. I agree with this.

"Thank you for the dinner, Miss Hart,"

I brewed a hot tea I'd never seen before.

It's so delicious!

"So, what profit do we get if we accept you?"

"Nhooq ..uhuuk!" I was immediately surprised. "Eheem, Miss Hart, not much, but our people are very good at holy magic and healing. And as we've seen before, our soldiers have pretty good abilities,"

"Hoooh .. but we already have it all, you know,"

That's right, surely this offer will not be enough. I have to use the last option.

"Did you forget that I'm still a Saintess, even though that position is now removed. But, my abilities won't disappear,"

"What ability is that?"

T-my body .. it feels like something is fumbling my body.

"Remain ... I have high-level recovery magic, and high-level support magic. With supporting magic, your power will multiply many times than usual,"

"Are you serious?"

"Yes, Miss,"

"Use it to me,"

"All right,"

It's very easy.

I feel a great pressure.

Wh-what's this? Why do I feel like I'm going to die if I move? Nah! I definitely can.

This magic doesn't need to be neat, it's one of Saintess's hallmarks.

White light surrounded Miss Hart.

Looks like

"Did?"

*bruk!

I'm fallin.

My consciousness is still there, only I cannot move my body.

"Miss Sylvia!" Some people took me to the couch in the corner of the room.

Manaku ... used up. But why am I still alive?

I saw Miss Hart smiling.

Who the hell is he?

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